As a young teen punk, i'd smash bottles, rattle fences and proclaim "hope i'm dead before i'm 30", "don't trust anyone over 30, man" except for the dirty bloke with the mullet and his good supply of mull.
The first statement was a joke, honest. The second statement gets updated every 5 years "don't trust anyone over 40, man"
In celebration of turning 30, I'm currently planning a trip overseas code named World Tour XXX.
Middle of August the plan is to fly to Europe and spend
- 4 days in London
- 3 days in Barcelona
- 4 days in Paris
- a week travelling from Pisa to Venice, by way of Florence and Verona
- a week in Slovenia
- get a bespoke shirt made in london
- see a bullfight and get a tattoo in Barcelona
- do a 1 or 2 day cooking course in Florence and ride vespas around while staying in a villa
- i doubt my wish for a threesome in Paris is going to be fulfilled so probably i'll have to think of, and settle for, something less romantic
- introduce emma to the extended family in Slovenia
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You know what they call a threeway in France?
A Menage A Trois.
I love that line of dialogue from Pulp Fiction.
-N
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